First we have Autumn, she is our almost 11 year old Blue Tick Beagle, and our very first dog we bought right after 9/11 happened in 2001. You can see her face aging as it is mostly white where there was once a pretty rich brown color encircling her sweet face. Our Dog Autumn is the smartest of all five dogs and she is not your typical beagle barking dog either, which makes her the favored dog when visitors come over. She is pretty docile and demands very little of our family other than a wee bit of snuggle time. Who can refuse snuggling with a cute beagle like Autumn.
Oh, my sweet Annie, who is 10 1/2 as well and who's name was given from my maiden name Anderson. Annie is my precious baby, the dog of all dogs, if there ever was to be one. (I love all our dogs very much) When we bought Annie, I had no intention of getting another dog because Autumn was only six months old and we were still getting use to having the one dog. But, Michael knew my dad had always wanted a squished faced dog, so Annie was it. He put her in my arms and I just carried her around with my mind made up we were NOT having another dog. But then, I asked to see her papers, to investigate how long Annie had been at this pet store. TEN whole weeks, my precious Annie had sat in a kennel, I'm sure being picked up, played with, then put back in the cold lonely kennel. She was 16 weeks old when we brought her home, and she was scared of everything.
Annie nearly died at age 4 of renal failure from a misdiagnosis of a vet. Therefore, my bond with Annie has only grown stronger because I feel I must protect her from dumb vets who only care about making a buck. (I'll save all that for another blog entry)
She is still a scaredy cat dog, but she puts on one heck of a front as an "attack dog" (which is just like me), and most people won't mess with her.
Oh Cody, what a ham of a dog he really is. A daddy's boy to say the least. Cody is nearly 9 years old and was purchased from an actual "breeder." He was the new dog meant to fill a void of buying a new home and the depression that comes from leaving our former home. Cody is a character and I nearly believe he tries to be a REAL BOY. He's a cuddler with anyone who wants to hold him and spastic when it comes to our laser pointer which we just call "the Light." Cody LOVES "the Light" and here is the reason why. The light is to Cody what crack is to a drug addict. He goes nuts for it, and if he sees the light, will go ballistic trying to capture the light. Needless to say, we don't bring out "the light" very often, but even if was say "Cody, I've got the light", he will come running from any adventure he may be on. He's a good boy and while a bit of a dum dum, we sure love him.
Isabelle, our French Bulldog is our one year old ham of a dog. She is a product of empty nest, intending on only buying one puppy from the litter of 10. Isabelle came home with us at just 8 weeks and and was the youngest puppy yet for us to bring home, and yet she was the most expensive dog we've purchased. She is a character with her vocal demands she is less than shy of expressing. Her photo says it all of just the kind of fun she is to our family.
Deklan is Isabelle's brother and makes for our fifth dog. He was the puppy originally chosen by our daughter Alex but was denied as the breeder was going to keep Deklan for future stud breeding purposes. He would be the perfect dog to breed from as Deklan is the most perfect French Bulldog. Once the breeder changed her mind of further breeding, she offered Deklan to us first. It was a tough call as this breed of dogs are super expensive due to their breeding process. All the same, we're thrilled to have our little ham bone added to our herd of dogs.
Here they all are looking like the loving dogs they are.
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